Milf Hunter in Another World

“That’s…”

My breath hitched as soon as I heard it.

He was talking about catching and selling a foreigner like me who had drifted here without knowing where they were.

I couldn’t bring myself to nod.

“The equipment is ready. There used to be times when we couldn’t get good slaves without doing that.”

“Give me some time to think.”

There aren’t many options.

And this world is much crueler than I thought.

Even knowing that, I couldn’t easily make a decision.

‘Not yet… It’s not that desperate yet.’

I have the silver coins I brought, and if I use them sparingly, I can live for another month without starving.

But the problem is that my income is too low.

I can’t rot in this district forever!

At this rate, I’m barely scraping by, and since I don’t know how long I can keep working at the bar, it’s almost impossible to save up the money I need to become a trainer.

For several days, I went to work at the bar, helping with chores and thinking.

A way to escape this hamster wheel situation.

First, increase my workload.

Second, demand a raise.

Third, borrow money from someone else.

Honest methods are not realistic.

Especially the second and third are almost impossible. In this world, the credit rating of a D-rank slave is at the very bottom, no matter how I think about it.

“Damn it.”

Ugh! I put in too much force and the mop broke.

And of course, Calissa saw that moment.

“What are you doing? We only have a few cleaning tools…”

“I’m sorry, Ma’am.”

“…Sigh. I’ll deduct it from your pay. That’s okay, right?”

“…Yes.”

“Looks like you’ll be working for free today.”

…Don’t joke around.

I’ve already been cleaning up food spilled by drunks for six hours.

But I had no choice but to bow my head.

‘This can’t go on.’

Do I have no choice but to kidnap and train a clueless person from another world?

Aside from my own moral issues, kidnapping someone is no ordinary feat.

A woman who suddenly has her freedom taken away is unlikely to form a ‘trustworthy master-servant relationship’.

Master must already know this too.

Kidnapping isn’t necessarily a good method either.

“I won’t say anything since you apologized, but.. sigh..”

“You shouldn’t mess up even simple tasks like this.”

“I’m sorry.”

You’re already saying something…

“The floor is fine for today, so could you go up to the second floor and tidy up the rooms where guests have been?”

“Yes.”

Is around 20 copper coins a day really the best I can do?

Even though I won’t get paid today, it seems like the return is too low for such a big store that sells alcohol and has inn rooms on the second floor.

But what can I do? Unfair treatment is the norm for D-rank slaves.

Still, it wasn’t bad to get away from the commotion on the first floor for a while and clean the rooms alone.

After clearing the trash and setting the bed sheets so stiff that a coin would bounce off them, I was about to leave when Calissa opened the door and came in.

“Are you finished?”

“Ah, yes.”

“Let me see.”

Calissa immediately becomes a strict instructor and inspects the cleaning.

I was confident in my cleaning skills, so I felt at ease.

‘But still…’

She’s careless. Why did she close the door?

In the modern world, people pathologically avoid situations where a man and a woman are alone in a small enclosed space, so it rarely happens.

The sight of her bending over in front of me and shaking her bursting ass is impressive.

That’s a hot ass.

…Yeah, it’s a really hot ass.

Is she showing it off on purpose?

My erection wouldn’t stop.

“You did well. Good work.”

Calissa glanced at my bulging dick over my pants and said.

“Thank you. How’s it going downstairs? Are there many customers?”

“No, it’s quiet now. My husband also closed the store for a while and went out to buy groceries.”

“Is that so?”

So, with nothing to do, she came up to check on me.

“To buy a new cleaning tool that Taeyang broke.”

Calissa crossed her arms under her breasts and tilted her chin, as if forcing me to feel more sorry.

“I’m sorry. I put in a little too much force…”

“Why are you showing off your strength while cleaning? You have to be careful.”

“I’ll be careful.”

“If you have that much strength to spare, could you help me move some things in the basement?”

A bold request for overtime.

It’s already time to go home… Seeing my expression turn slightly sour, Calissa continues her explanation.

“That cleaning tool… your daily wage alone won’t cover it.”

Is the value of my labor less than a mop?

Sigh. Just when I thought I was getting used to it, it’s a day that makes me really not want to work.

Earn money honestly?

What a joke.

I suddenly felt a fire ignite within me.

Both in the modern world and in this world, many people live their lives diligently fulfilling their duties.

Only by contributing to society can one truly be a ‘member of society’.

Just as a bar owner sells alcohol and a bakery owner sells bread, that’s the natural order of things in the world.

Then what am I? I am a beast.

Just as a hunter hunts animals, a milf hunter hunts milfs.

The monologue already knew what I had to do.

How could I even think of finding another way with such a ripe, ass-shaking milf in front of me?

‘The answer is a married woman’s pussy.’

“Why are you smiling?”

“I’m confident in my strength. Leave it to me.”

I felt an indescribable energy welling up within me.

Calissa’s expression was subtle. She seemed to find my change in attitude a bit strange, but she didn’t seem to mind and smiled back.

“Yeah. I’ve been thinking that since I saw your body.”

“Taeyang, your muscles are really toned. I wish my husband’s body was like this…”

This cheeky bitch has been eyeing my body since the first day, huh?

“Would you like to touch it?”

I naturally induce skinship.

Calissa, as if slightly intrigued, reached out to my chest.

So, I pulled my shirt up.

“Oh my!”

Calissa flinched as if surprised, but her eyes greedily scanned my chest muscles.

My abs? They’re awesome.

Married women who are tired of their husbands’ potbellies are especially susceptible to physical offensives.

Since the moment I realized my destiny, I’ve never neglected exercise. I’ve been slacking off lately, but anyway…

It’s only natural that the ‘taker’ should be more physically attractive than the ‘taken’.

Calissa, as if mesmerized, gently stroked my chest with her hand.

It felt like lightning.

Lightning called thrill struck my body, which hadn’t experienced the soft skin of a woman for a while!

My heart is racing. My fully erect dick made its presence known over my pants, and Calissa took her hand away and gasped in surprise.

“Wh-What is that?”

“Huh?”

Is she asking because she doesn’t know?

“What did you put in your pants?”

‘There’s no way something that big is a dick.’

That’s what she seems to be thinking.

My dick, perfect in length, thickness, and hardness, gives a shock to anyone who sees it for the first time.

I am a male born solely for reproduction, and I am fulfilling that duty to the fullest.

Work? I’ll quit that shit today.

Instead, it’s a married woman’s pussy. Don’t underestimate my ten-day-old lust.

I stared intently at Calissa’s forehead, who was admiring my dick in amazement, and fueled the fire within my body.

“It’s my dick, Ma’am.”

“…Really?”

“Yes.”

“I thought I saw wrong…”

It seems like she’s been interested in my dick since the first day.

“It’s been a while since I’ve been in contact with a woman as attractive as you… I’m sorry. I don’t know my place.”

I pull my clothes down and step back slightly.

The point is to show that I have no intention of approaching first.

“Even though I don’t know much about training, I’m quite experienced in playing hard to get with married women who like dicks.”

I’ve only been doing that in the modern world, so just by looking at Calissa’s expression and eyes, I already knew that she was excited.

“You said you were confident in your strength, but actually, what I’m confident in is ‘that’.”

“Were you a male prostitute?”

“Not quite a male prostitute, but I was more like a pet that a noble lady kept around.”

“I see… Then you must be good at ‘that’?”

“Yes I am. I would not survive from getting my head off if I wasn’t amazing at ‘that’, but my head. It’s still attached, isn’t it?”

Calissa fanned her flushed cheeks with her hand and looked away.

“Th-That kind of boasting is unnecessary. Let’s go down to the basement. Follow me.”

“Yes.”

I followed closely behind Calissa.

The distance was closer than usual.

It’s because I, who have been liberated from my duties in my heart, am pressing her from behind.

‘Ha, the scent of a female.’

It’s so much better smelling it up close.

Calissa seemed a little nervous, with sweat dripping from the back of her neck.

I can see that she’s conscious of me.

“I’ve been thinking since the first day, but it must be hard with customers hitting on you all the time, right?”

“It can’t be helped. For a woman to survive in this district, she can’t blush every time someone touches her.”

“Isn’t it because you’re Ma’am that they want to touch you more?”

Calissa glared at me for subtly crossing the line and cleared her throat.

“What’s so pretty about an old lady like me?”

“Old lady? I don’t think so. Ma’am, you’re beautiful.”

“…”

Calissa’s pace quickened. She seemed embarrassed.

But she must have wanted to hear something like this. She called herself an old lady even though I didn’t…

People often say that when they want someone to deny it.

“Wait a moment. I’ll get the key.”

‘A golden opportunity.’

Where are we going, it’s the liquor storage…

And the door has a sturdy lock to prevent theft.

No one can enter here except the owner or his wife, Calissa.

I was calculating in my head when the husband would return from grocery shopping.

‘Two hours at most…’

These will be the two hours that determine my life.

Whether I get kicked out of this district, or whether I open a new door of opportunity through a married woman’s pussy.

This is the most nervous I’ve ever been about having sex with a milf.

Me too.

Agreeing with my voice, I follow Calissa into the liquor storage.

“Move all the boxes in the back over there.”

A dark liquor storage.

I could barely make out the outlines of objects due to the dim lighting.

‘Calissa needs to go inside.’

I’ve narrowed the distance with suggestive talk, but now she’s become conscious of me and won’t show me her back.

Calissa held onto the door and pointed with her finger to give instructions.

That’s a good sign.

It seems like I’ve definitely awakened her vigilance, which was indifferent when she entered the room.

Even though I’m going to force myself on her anyway, I pretended to obey her and went inside.

“This one here?”

“Yes, all of them there.”

“I can’t see very well…”

“Not there, next to it!”

“Here?”

I deliberately misunderstood and pretended to be clueless.

“No, not there… Ugh! I said over there!”

“Hmm…”

I deliberately wandered around, looking away.

Calissa stomped her feet and, not knowing what to do, walked straight towards me.

“Why can’t you understand? Here!”

Snatch.

I snatched the key she was holding.

“Huh…?”

She opened her eyes wide and looked back and forth between the key in my hand and my face.

And…

Just as a hunter knows their role, so does the prey know their position.

“Hic…!”

Calissa, terrified, immediately turned towards the wide-open exit.

Faster than her, I grabbed the back of Calissa’s neck and knocked her down, then leisurely walked over and locked the door.

Alone in a closed room.

This time, the meaning was a bit different.

Because I locked it.

I walked towards Calissa, who was frozen in fear.

“Don’t come near me!”

She jumped up and backed away until her back hit the wall.

“Calm down. I’m not going to hurt you.”

I show Calissa, who is tense with fear of being harmed, my palm to reassure her.

I’m going to harm her pussy, but I want to avoid the misunderstanding that I’m going to beat her mercilessly or strangle her to death.

Because fear would take over.

I threw my clothes off in front of her.

“Wh-What are you…”

Calissa’s breathing gradually subsided as she watched me become naked.

Calissa, you were interested too, weren’t you?

In my huge dick that you’ll look up to.

“…Ah…”

Calissa’s gaze was fixed on my erect dick.

A look that held not only shock but also awe.

A king dick that forces the female instinct to awaken in anyone who sees it.

Some things are worshipped or become objects of faith simply because they are so big and majestic, and my dick is one of those things.

Even though I haven’t inserted it yet, it’s already showing off its intense presence as if I’m having sex with the female in front of me.

“Ah… That…”

A gasp escaped from between Calissa’s lips.

“I’ll say it again. I have no intention of harming you, Ma’am.”

I slowly approached her, one step at a time, so that Calissa could prepare herself for my approach.

I raise my hand and initiate light skinship first.

I gently touch her hair or shoulder and calmly observe her reaction.

‘I’m getting nervous too…’

If she screams and runs away or kicks me here…

Let’s proceed carefully.

As if touching glass, I gently stroke her cheek.

“Don’t do this…”

I hugged Calissa tightly.

“Ah…!”

When it’s time to swing, I have to swing for sure.

If I keep taking things slow, her husband will come looking for his missing wife.

Calissa, who initially struggled to escape, gradually entrusted her body to me.

Feeling Calissa’s soft breasts, I rubbed my hard, erect king dick against her body.